Inferno Hearts | Xu Minghao

65. Arms Around You

✧༺♥༻∞

"Spit it out. Who the fuck are they? Who took Nabi?" Minghao's voice was laced with anger as he continued to press the gun against the man's temple, demanding the answers that were crucial to Nabi's safety.

"Give me a fucking name faster!" Minghao's anger surged, his voice echoing with frustration and impatience. He needed information to find Nabi, and he needed it now.

The man immediately stammered out an answer, fear evident in his eyes. "K-Keeho, a drug dealer," he blurted out, finally revealing a crucial piece of information.

Hearing this, Minghao wasted no time. His suspicions about Keeho's involvement in this ordeal seemed to be confirmed. It was clear to him that Keeho's seemingly friendly association with Nabi took a darker turn.

He swiftly signaled to the members, and they moved with urgency, immediately exiting the apartment. Time was of the essence, and they needed to act swiftly to apprehend Keeho and, hopefully, rescue Nabi.

Speeding down the road, Minghao's chuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. A sense of foreboding crept over him; he had a gnawing, uneasy feeling about Keeho. The knots of worry tightened in his stomach as they closed in on their target.

Feeling Minghao's distress, Jun, seated beside him in the car, tried to offer some reassurance: "Minghao, calm down. We'll find her, we've got this."

"Hyung, I won't hold back this time. Nabi saved him once, but there's no turning back now," Minghao declared, his gaze fixed on the road ahead as he accelerated.

Jun sighed, his hand running through his hair in frustration. Minghao had always been stubborn, a trait that had persisted since their childhood.

Arriving at the airport, Minghao parked the car with a loud screech, the urgency in his movements palpable. He swiftly unbuckled his seatbelt and flung the car door open, his heart racing with a desperate need to reach Nabi as soon as possible.

He glanced back at the members, their determination mirrored in their eyes. There was no room for hesitation.

With a determined stride, Minghao led the charge towards the airport. His mind was focused, calculating, and ready for any scenario that might unfold.

He clenched his fists, ready to face whatever trials lay ahead, propelled by the unwavering hope that he would soon reunite with Nabi, safe.

He surged forward, knowing that Keeho was likely heading for the private area to make his escape on his own plane. The adrenaline coursed through Minghao's veins, fueling his determination to intercept Keeho before he could vanish beyond reach

As they reached the private area, the sense of urgency escalated. The tension in the air was palpable. Minghao's eyes darted around, scanning the surroundings for any sign of Keeho or his men.

Just then, at a distance, he caught sight of her: Nabi, her hand gripped tightly by Keeho. He could only see her back, but the familiarity of her presence confirmed his gut feeling. It was Nabi, and a surge of emotions flooded through Minghao, both relief and determination intertwining within him.

He motioned to the team, a silent signal to stay alert, to prepare for the critical moment that was rapidly approaching. Nabi was so close, yet still out of reach. He couldn't let his guard down, not when he was on the verge of reuniting with her.

They raised their guns in unison as they closed in on Nabi and Keeho, who were surrounded by Keeho's men.

"Get your filthy hands off her right fucking now," Minghao's dark voice resonated, cutting through the chaos and freezing the moment. Nabi and Keeho turned to see Minghao and his team, their guns pointed in their direction.